life creates your fiction, fiction creates your life.
From a very young age I’ve always loved to learn. Anything that had to do with homework, reading, writing especially, I would always look forward to. By the time I could talk my mom and Grandma immediately started teaching me letters in the alphabet, sight words, tracing, and teaching me how to read. I’ve been... Continue Reading →
Generation after generation bonded by truth connected by experience with our lives to share still fight for what is right still fight for the woman next to you. A woman's voice is a tsunami hitting a mountain that always seems to be too high. Our world, somehow" never lets the echo reach far and wide.... Continue Reading →
I'm a writer. I'm a neat freak. I'm a poet. I'm a daughter. I'm a college graduate. I'm a fiancé. I'm a friend. I am many more things, but I never thought I would be epileptic. In 2014, six months after I graduated from college, I woke my boyfriend and brothers up with convulsions, not... Continue Reading →
I'm a girl with a demon on her shoulder and two shadows. The one leading tries to emulate me.It makes a perfect, circular, trip daily with the sun. Beginning and ending with its rise and fall. This one has only grown in size over the years. The one following is a morphing shape, willing to... Continue Reading →
Those uneven footsteps anticipation amongst the fear; leaving home, starting new, spending money, school, all to start a family, a legacy, to find myself in this world. I've asked myself, "what next?" and I'm left not wanting to choose. Something once so easy now awaits my decision. School, I've always loved you I always will,... Continue Reading →
""You've gone mad!" he said. "No, I call it crazy." said I. "Change!" said society. Again and again. Crazed and mad she never spoke to either again."
the way our lives are reflected and seen
Break the silence. End the violence.
Don't be afraid, just turn the page.
